Complex In Nature
Mad as hell, like the wind roaring through a storm
Sorrowful like the rain, marking its presence in a summer
I am in boarding at a dock, rocking in conscience
whether or not to act in a swaying manner
Or just to wrath like the season of Hurricane
Swirling in mass destruction kinda of a Tornado
Death be coming around soon, like a waiting hour
Seductive in heat, dry begging to be wet of a desert
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